DianaRain, Rose and rotundness.....
April 26th 2008 10:24
I wish you could see Rose, dear reader. See her bounce and jump around, leap over logs and bushes, kick her back legs in the air and piroutte over to us. She is really feeling her strength these days, not surprising considering she sucks back a veritable vat of milk every few hours to keep that same strength up!
Now the same height as the 5 month border collie pup, she is muscular and nuggetty, with strong legs and a rounded body no longer the size of a footy: more like my alto sax case (which my gaze just fell upon).
She is right on the point of transitioning to grass (or lamb pellets) and seems she can't get satisfaction from the milk anymore.
Unfortunately she has developed an absolute fixation for me and whines and bleats and carries on outside unless we let her in,where she follows me a few steps behind all the time, emitting little reassuring bleats to let me know she is there.
Tis a little awkward cos I tend to trip over her a bit and usually the collie is right there too but I get used to her; this is while we are in the farmhouse: it will be a different case back in the city house.
Today we went to get a load of sand from one of our properties up the road, for our new 14 thou litre tank we want for the stables, and on the way back there was a big bang and and the wheel of the trailer fell off!
Kids were most impressed!
Hubby was following in his Deutz tractor (boy toy) but it was tricky fixing it all up in the encroaching dark and now rain.
For yes, in this far flung dynasty way out west ithe sky has condescended to release a few droplets of moisture (the surly locals call this 'teasing' and I tend to agree) which, now we are snuggled inside with a roaring woodstove and roast dinner at the ready is turning into a low drumming on the tin roof.
Blisss!
Have you got rain????
Now the same height as the 5 month border collie pup, she is muscular and nuggetty, with strong legs and a rounded body no longer the size of a footy: more like my alto sax case (which my gaze just fell upon).
She is right on the point of transitioning to grass (or lamb pellets) and seems she can't get satisfaction from the milk anymore.
Unfortunately she has developed an absolute fixation for me and whines and bleats and carries on outside unless we let her in,where she follows me a few steps behind all the time, emitting little reassuring bleats to let me know she is there.
Tis a little awkward cos I tend to trip over her a bit and usually the collie is right there too but I get used to her; this is while we are in the farmhouse: it will be a different case back in the city house.
Today we went to get a load of sand from one of our properties up the road, for our new 14 thou litre tank we want for the stables, and on the way back there was a big bang and and the wheel of the trailer fell off!
Kids were most impressed!
Hubby was following in his Deutz tractor (boy toy) but it was tricky fixing it all up in the encroaching dark and now rain.
For yes, in this far flung dynasty way out west ithe sky has condescended to release a few droplets of moisture (the surly locals call this 'teasing' and I tend to agree) which, now we are snuggled inside with a roaring woodstove and roast dinner at the ready is turning into a low drumming on the tin roof.
Blisss!
Have you got rain????
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